Pizza night quickly becomes a group activity.
Cats and pizza don't seem like they should go together, but the second a pizza shows up, they're involved. You didn't invite them, but they're already there, sitting way too close like they've been part of the plan the whole time. It usually starts with the box. Flat, warm, and exactly the kind of spot they go for, so they sit right on top of it like it belongs to them.
Once the box opens, they don't leave. They shift closer, watching every slice, staying right in the middle of everything. The pizza is out, and now they're fully in it too. There's no backing off, just slowly getting more involved.
Then it turns into sitting directly on the pizza like that's the next step. One second it's untouched, the next there's a cat on it, claiming a slice just by being there. No hesitation, no pause, just fully committing to the spot they picked.
It goes from your pizza to something shared without any discussion. The box was theirs, the space was theirs, and now the pizza is too.